remember that you can't save everyone
remember that you have to try
At the mention of any consideration over feelings, emotions he tried very hard to cut away, apart when they overwhelmed and gnarled (which had been frequent, and agonizing), the beast grimaced. The thought alone, of continually sharing vulnerabilities, frustrations, and extended vitriol, tightened and honed the fortification he’d built up around himself. Instead of glorifying why the dummy had been mutilated, and later repaired, he wound away into dry humor, a rumble in his throat as he glanced back over at the nearly decapitated effigy. “It is more amusing this way.” And who would deprive the Sword of his entertainment? He left half-dead Jigano to remain barely upright as his attention turned towards Loren, sheathing the blade back along his belt. The monolith didn’t deny the nuances of cathartic actions, though the Firebrand hadn’t irked or annoyed him lately. He also failed to cast aside or contradict the punchable face aspects – only pondering if that was where the healer intended to meander. If they’d be pushing themselves to limitations again, after not having long to recover. If he was continually ignoring everyone’s advice to take it easy, to be gentle on his own soul. A distinct half-grin formed on his features. “Weapons or fists?”
out for vengeance
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